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Down To Da Sky
photo credit: Bill Cottman
Down To Da Sky
“If he ask you what I was wearing
Tell him a rainbow round my shoulders”
Sometimes moon outshines sun
And a way toward freedom is lit
Jo Bobby knew only
Day to day toil and grind
Perspirational reality from
Walking atop eggshells
Navigating broken glass
Brutal consequences
Of belonging to somebody
Branded chattel
...Saturday 25th May 2013 4:44 pm
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